Golden Lighthouse (1)
The sea was quiet and calm with thick sea fog that drowned out even the sound.
The only sound you can hear is the sound of ships cutting through the waves.
However, no matter how quietly they moved, it was impossible to hide all the noise made by 43 ships.
“…!”
And Nidavellir, who had been holding her breath all this time, was waiting for that sound.
“It’s an attack!”
With the watchman’s pitiful cries, fire began to spread from the fog.
The flash that started from an invisible place was suddenly flying fiercely towards Barbossa’s fleet on the wind.
“Cannonballs are flying!”
“They are dwarves! Everyone wake up!”
Kwakagagagang-!
It started out quietly, but by the time it hit, it was like a disaster.
Pieces of wood bouncing in all directions.
The screams of the sailors spread along with him and began to echo through the thick fog.
“Successfully hitting the enemy!”
“Most of the shells fired hit!”
It was a surprise attack aimed at an opportunity and a preemptive strike.
Nidavellir’s attack, taking advantage of the variable of fog, struck Barbossa’s ships mercilessly.
Seeing the enemies not even able to properly fire back, the sailors began to let out the shouts they had been building up for a long time.
“…There was a reason why it was slow.”
However, even with the current propaganda, Olmukar’s expression is just stiff.
Even though the firing shells were loud, not a single one of Barbossa’s ships actually stopped.
“Uh…huh?”
“What are those?”
The sailors, who were excitedly firing shells with cheers, felt something strange and began to panic.
This is because the sight they saw only after the thick smoke from the shells cleared was completely different from what they had expected.
“Those crazy guys…”
Barbossa’s fleet of 43 ships is moving forward in a diamond-shaped group.
The ships on the outside of the formation were reduced to rags by the bombardment just now, but they did not stop moving forward.
This meant that even though the outside was horribly hit, the internal functions were still intact.
“armor! “It’s ironclad!”
“Those crazy people have armored their ships!”
The wind was gentle, but the enemy’s movement was unusually slow.
This was inevitable because the weight of the armor he was wearing was so heavy.
“…What kind of guy is wasting money like that?”
The dwarves of Nidavellir were at a loss for words as they looked at the iron armor carefully placed on each ship.
This is because, as warriors and workers, they knew very well how much resources and gold coins would be consumed to wear such armor.
“It’s already too early to be alarmed.”
In the middle of the diamond-shaped formation, there was a man smiling under a bright red sail.
He was slowly gauging the direction of the wind, looking up at the flag waving above.
“Enemy fleet! “We opened fire!”
“The entire fleet moves forward at full speed! Let’s get out like this!”
It is the duty in the South to repay what you have received.
Olmukar realized that the wind was blowing towards them and quickly ordered them to leave the battlefield.
“Where are you going! “Dwarf brothers!”
bang! Bang bang! bang!
Colorful flames began to rise from the castle walls floating on the sea.
Towards a certain angle following the blowing wind.
“You should take as much as you give!”
Barbossa’s red beard was trembling.
This was because his wild senses were certain that the current attack would succeed.
However, although he knew the sea, he was a person who did not know what dwarves were.
“…What is this!”
Gauging the gap between opponents is one of the important virtues a captain must have.
However, when Barbossa, the golden ball, saw that the gap had suddenly become subtly disturbed, he let out a sound as if he were dumbfounded.
Puuuuuu-!
Unless you were rowing, or even if you were, the current maneuver made no sense.
However, Nidavellir’s ships had already turned their bows and were narrowly escaping the range of the bombardment.
“Watermill?”
Ships spewing fog and disappearing into the fog.
Barbossa, the Golden Ball, made a dumbfounded noise as he saw Nidavellir’s ships disappearing before he knew it.
“…I will lure you to the reef area like this. “Send a signal to the submarines.”
“All right!”
A fleet that doesn’t stop no matter how many times it fires, and a fleet that doesn’t move with the flowing wind.
Barbossa and Olmucar’s thoughts began to become complicated as they looked at the unfamiliar world they had encountered for the first time in their lives.
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-What is that!
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-They are ships! It’s Barbossa’s flag!
The fierce sound of artillery fire was loud in the fog, but screams of fear were echoing in the waters heading north.
It was the screams of a procession heading to Nassau for evacuation.
“This is what happened. “I never thought it would move this fast.”
“……”
Hearing Josef’s sigh, Vlad roughly put down the telescope he was holding.
This was because through my distant view, I saw ships blocking the path to Nassau from afar.
A total of five ships were identified, and they were waving colorful golden flags that had never been seen in the North before.
“It’s much faster than intelligence. Perhaps the Golden Ball has already established the western seas as its own territory.”
“So what do we do now?”
I don’t know if they were targeting refugees, but Golden Ball’s ships had already advanced to the northern waters.
The ships exactly blocking the path were probably ships sent by Barbossa to block any possible support from the north.
“…I don’t always have a way.”
Josef cautiously opened his mouth and turned his head to look out over the sea.
The place that Joseph looked at was full of dwarves trembling with anxiety on shabby fishing boats.
“There is no specific way, but it doesn’t change the fact that it has to be done.”
At the same time as those words were spoken, Josef and Vlad’s eyes simultaneously focused on one person.
Towards Haven, the owner of this ship.
“…I told you this before. The condition of the ship is barely enough to get to Nassau. No, and there are five ships over there in the first place!”
“You tried it once last time.”
“That was back then! “There’s no particular support this time!”
Even as they were talking, Barbossa’s ships were approaching.
However, the only ship that can stand against the slowly approaching giant ships is the Gemina.
Haven couldn’t find an answer no matter how hard he calculated, so he ended up tearing out his hair.
“There is no fog to hide in and no chains hidden among the reefs. “If you charge in blindly like last time, you’ll be pulverized by incoming shells before you can even catch on.”
“…….”
While the Zemina was pausing in contemplation, there was a strange antenna moving ahead alone.
Vulcanu’s submarine, which was under the sea, was moving forward.
“Vulcanu will open the way. “We just have to take advantage of that gap.”
“okay. “Let’s do this in the end, right?”
It would be nice if we could avoid it for the rest of our lives, but there comes a time when we have to face it head on.
Especially when there are a lot of people to protect behind your back like now.
“……what. Anyway, if it weren’t for you, I would have suffered and died in that small room, let alone the captain.”
Haven’s expression as he faced Vlad still looked troubled, but the angle of his captain’s hat was sharp once again.
“okay. “What should I do?”
From being the owner of an unsightly room, to now being the captain of the wide sea.
Even if there were walls surrounding us on all sides, Haven now knew well that in the end we had to move forward.
“The driver wants to go once more! “Everyone, get ready!”
“I knew it would be like this!”
“Damn it! In the end, I will die in the sea!”
The crew members, who noticed the captain’s determination, quickly found their respective seats and began to enter.
However, the reason they do not show even a single complaint despite the ridiculous orders is probably because the existence of Vlad and Haven is a source of pride for them.
People who were born in the same mud but became a source of pride.
“Wizard! “Hurry and go to your seat!”
“Since when was my seat there?”
Nibelun, who was treated as a mere power source, grunted unusually, but Haven’s word was law on the ship.
Nibelun muttered that he was fortunate to have gained some heat from the blacksmith shop on Lemnos Island. With a familiar hand gesture, he took out a small bellows from his backpack and stood behind the mast.
“Vlad, wait a minute.”
While everyone was taking their seats as they did last time, a voice stopped Vlad who was trying to move towards the player.
“What happened. “Baradis.”
“I feel it. “I’m sure this time.”
Vlad turned his head and looked at the elves gathered next to Varadis.
Ayushrin’s elves were clinging to the railing, looking down at the sea, even in this urgent situation where sailors were running around.
“There are spirits wandering nearby. “There are more people gathered here than last time.”
Varadis’ finger, which had been pointing toward the sea, was now pointing at Vlad’s sword.
“These are spirits that originate from the Mother World Tree. “I’ve been away for a long time, but I think I recognize him.”
Hearing Varadis’ words, Vlad hurriedly closed his left eye.
Then, in the world he looked at, he was able to detect the blue light flowing from the sword sheath, just as he said.
“Loosen the sail line! Release everything you can!”
“Aaaah!”
The sea seen along Varadis’ fingertips was suddenly filled with glimmering lights.
Vlad, seeing that light, was able to realize that the position he should be in was not as a player.
“Everyone, say goodbye to Zemina! “From now on we are going to hell!”
The wind of mystery began to blow over the sails lowered by humans.
Then the Gemina moves forward as if gliding.
However, Haven, who realized that the momentum was far beyond what he expected, looked at Nibelun with a surprised expression.
“This is not me!”
“…Then what is it?”
The dwarves around us widened their eyes as they watched the Zemina moving forward without a single wave.
The strange-looking movement was movement, but the color of the sea, which seemed somehow different, seemed brighter than usual.
[There is no time! Release the aurors right now!]
Quihano advised in an urgent voice to Vlad who was climbing the mast.
This is because the world seen from below was already full of glowing squids.
“I know!”
I know where I need to be.
Where I should be now was the highest place, not the frontmost place.
Because this was the only way to show the traces of the World Tree flowing through the sword from afar.
“It’s a good thing they didn’t accept refugees from the beginning!”
I couldn’t protect Justia, but I wanted to be different this time.
Although revelation is something you have to face before you know it, I still wanted to prepare a little bit.
Because of that determination, the current Jemina was able to move forward without hesitation.
“Whoa…”
Arriving on top of the dizzyingly tall watchtower, Vlad pulled out his sword with all his might.
Then the golden world shines brightly.
Bubbles in the sea began to bubble along the world that shined like a lighthouse.
A golden light shining alone on an increasingly rough sea.
The image seen from afar looked exactly like the picture drawn by the World Tree priestess.
